The Purifying Lotus Demon Saint did not pause. None of the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame's attempts to resist had worked, and he completed the final strokes of the Talisman. What had begun as a milky-white light spot no larger than a grain of rice had grown into a Talisman a full ten feet across.
The Purifying Lotus Demon Saint gazed at the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame with mixed emotions. The flame could sense the terrible threat posed by the Talisman, yet it remained silent. Man and flame had fought side by side for countless years, but now their time together had come to an end. He had left this Heavenly Flame behind even after his death because, deep down, he had regarded it as his dearest child and his closest comrade.
But everything had changed.
"Go!" At last, the Purifying Lotus Demon Saint calmly spoke that final word.
The Talisman spread through the void, covering an ever wider area. No matter how fiercely the milky-white Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame struck it, the Talisman would not budge. It only continued to draw the flames inside.
After a dozen or so breaths, the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame had nowhere left to retreat and no way to defend itself. Driven to the very limits of the space by the formation, it was caught like an insect in a net. The instant the Talisman touched the flame's true body, its light shifted, and it began to bend and contract. The process was ruthless. However the milky-white flames tried to split apart, they remained trapped within the Talisman's reach.
At last, the Talisman closed. The Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame lost all ability to resist and was sealed securely at its center.
The Purifying Lotus Demon Saint was overwhelmed with emotion. With his own hands, he